*(Third person on Hasan)*
Didn't expect it did ya? ;)
This infernal girl! Why did she run? Does she not want me? Why not? Am I not strong enough? Fast enough? Does she not find me attractive?
The thoughts swirled in Hasan's head as he walked the streets of the city. He could faintly smell her. Why was her scent never strong? Even at the house, when she was inches from him, he could barely smell her.
He was using a potion his cousin made for him, a scent tracking potion. It was hard to find enough DNA of hers in her room to make it work but it was slowly but surely leading him to her. It took him to the front window of a café, El Beso. Her scent was stronger here.
He looked in to find her sitting alone at a table for two. He wondered if anyone was coming to join her. Hasan sat at an outside table, in front of the window so he could see her. Thankfully it was a sunny day so it didn't seem odd.
Hasan waited for a long time, watching her every movement. She never talked to anyone but she would smile and even giggle. He realized she was listening to the other conversations around her.
A man entered the café and took a seat near Hasan but on the other side of the window. He pulled out a laptop and Hasan thought nothing of it.
Hours passed and only the man was left with her. Hasan noticed the man had stopped typing and was now staring at her.
Giving him the benefit of the doubt he thought the man was just spacing out. But it soon became clear he wasn't as he smiled at her when she looked up. Hasan felt his blood heat. But it cooled as the man looked back down.
Hasan looked at the sky, it was beautiful out. Maybe if he just walked in, she would listen to him. He only wanted to talk after all.
When he turned back, he found the man had turned his laptop to her. She smiled and even had a small tinge of pink to her cheeks.
His blood boiled as the man turned the computer back around. Can I sit with you? Can he sit with her? The man began getting up.
Hasan was inside faster than a bullet, sitting down right across from her. Kynthia. He couldn't imagine a time he would tire of the name. His mate's name.
So, yeah. I did this to show his thought process of the events. Yep :) Hope you enjoyed!
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The Ugly Wolfling(Abandoned)
Про оборотнейKynthia is a werewolf. But not a normal werewolf. She's not pretty and slim like the others, she's big and blotchy and doesn't want a mate. She has worked as a maid to her pack for all of her life, not knowing her parents. They abandoned her and whe...
